A/N: If you have made it this far, then you've read all the warnings for this story. If you have made it this far, thanks for sticking with me. This story is like my baby. I think about it all the time, create chapters in my head while standing in the shower and lying awake at 2 am. I write, then rewrite when what I write doesn't flow the way I want. This story, these characters, are important to me. Thanks for sharing their journey toward happiness with me. The story is far from over. I still have a few chapters left. I just wanted to say thanks. Crap. This chapter has made me sappy. I love fluffy and loving Cas. Ok. I will stop now...

Chapter 10 Foreplay is important...

Castiel finished cleaning up and headed up the stairs. Ever since Dean had went upstairs Castiel's stomach had been in knots with worry. He felt as though he shouldn't have said anything to Dean about kneeling. That was such a dumb move on his part, even if he did give Dean the choice.

Would Dean even see it as a choice though, or would he kneel because he thought that was what Castiel wanted?

Castiel did want to see Dean on his knees for him, but he wanted Dean to want it too.

Slowly climbing the stairs, he listened for Dean but didn't hear anything. He started to go toward the bedroom, but decided to go ahead and take a quick shower before their talk. He started the shower and quickly undressed. He was glad that he had started keeping a small basket with pajama bottoms and a couple of soft t-shirts in his bathroom closet so he would have something to put on once he got out of the shower. He smiled when he opened the closet because beside his basket was Dean's own basket. He never wanted his sub to feel uncomfortable. Once Dean was comfortable being nude around Castiel then they may talk about clothing being optional while at home during certain times. If Dean was ok with it.

Which was why this talk was so important.

Castiel refused to go any further with Dean until he knew his hard limits. He should never had put a hand on Dean to begin with without knowing those limits, but what was done was done. Now, moving forward Castiel wanted to ensure he did nothing to trigger Dean.

Thinking about moving forward with Dean had him hard...eager for attention. Castiel had been careful not to lose control while with Dean. He wanted every encounter to be about Dean. He wanted to bring pleasure to Dean, and it was evident that the sub was touch starved. He made some of the most wonderful sounds when Castiel had his hand wrapped around him stroking him to completion. Castiel always waited for his shower to relieve his own aching erection as he stroked himself always thinking about Dean.

Looking down at himself, he decided against getting off tonight. For one thing, he didn't want to make Dean wait any longer than necessary. He was probably anxious anyway. He blasted the cold water for a couple of minutes and that seemed to do the trick. For now…

He grabbed a fluffy towel, dried off quickly, and dressed as quickly as possible. He ran his fingers through his damp hair, brushed his teeth, and stepped out of the bathroom. His bedroom was still silent as he made his way toward the door. He wondered if maybe Dean had fallen asleep waiting on him.

Castiel rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks as he entered the bedroom.

His beautiful sub was kneeling.

Dean was on his knees with them spread wide enough for him to be comfortable. His eyes were closed and head slightly bowed. His hands gave away how anxious he was though, as they were clenched on his thighs. Castiel also noticed that his breathing was very controlled. He stared for a full minute at a loss as what to do.

He suddenly needed to touch Dean...to reassure him that he was safe. He walked silently toward Dean. When he was standing directly in front of Dean, he finally spoke. "Dean, you are so beautiful." Castiel crouched down in front of Dean. "Dean, can you please look at me?"

Dean shook his head slightly. Like a little child afraid to open their eyes…

Castiel tried a different tactic. "Dean, I want you to open your eyes and look at me." Dean took a deep breath and did as he was told. "There you are." Castiel raised his right hand to Dean's cheek and his thumb smoothed over Dean's bottom lip. He was still amazed at the connection that they shared, and he could feel the fear Dean was desperately trying to hold back. He could feel the panic that was wanting to surface but his sub was a fighter and he was fighting back that panic with everything in him.

"All we are going to do is talk. Unless you would like a reward for being so good for me tonight?" Castiel lowered himself to his knees as well. Dean's eyes widened as he realized what he was doing, but he didn't comment. "I have been trying to think of the best way to do this. I love pleasing you, Dean, but I don't want to do anything that will trigger you. So tonight, I am going to ask you a few questions. Answer them honestly. Then I am going to give you a packet with a list on it. I want you to complete that list tomorrow. Any questions?"

Dean swallowed nervously. "What...what is the list, Sir?"

Castiel knew that was coming. "Well, it is a very thorough list that I want you to go through carefully. Answer each honestly. I will only be upset if you lie. If you like something, circle it. If you, don't like it then mark it out. If it is something you are unsure about or don't know then put a question mark beside it. We have to establish limits before we go any further. OK?"

Dean nodded. "Yes, Sir."

Castiel smiled. "That's my good boy." Dean's eyes closed with the praise. Castiel knew then that he would seize every opportunity to praise Dean because it was so obvious that he was just as starved for praise as he was touch.

"Dean, usually...um...are you completely ok with the way I have been touching you?"

"Yes, Sir." Dean was turning a nice shade of pink that somehow made his freckles stand out even brighter.

"Would it be ok to continue touching you the way I have been?" Again Dean said yes as he nodded.

"Can you tell me one thing that you know you like for a Dom to do for you?" Dean appeared panicked for some reason. "Just one thing, Dean. Doesn't matter what it is. The point is communication and we have to start somewhere."

"I...I don't know, Sir." Dean was looking frustrated. Castiel tried to keep the frown from his face. Dean couldn't name anything he liked?

"Ok. Let me see. You like it when I touch you." Dean nodded again. "I believe it is safe to say that you like cuddles." A simple nod again. Castiel could tell this was going to be difficult. He was glad that he had prepared the list. Maybe that would be better to use since Dean was having a difficult time talking about what he liked. At this point, Castiel was trying to avoid asking what Dean didn't like.

"Then I would like to try something different since talking is...difficult for you." Castiel could see a flicker of uncertainty cross over Dean's face. Castiel framed Dean's face with his hands, and suddenly he was struck with just how much his sub needed and craved attention. He watched in fascination as Dean's eyes fluttered closed and was somewhat amused by how Dean seemed to struggle with which way to lean his head to gain the maximum amount of touch. Castiel decided in that moment what he was going to do tonight. It was different that his original plan, but this just felt right.

Maybe this is what they mean when they say a good Dom knows just what their sub needs.

"Dean, listen carefully. Open your eyes and look at me." Castiel smiled gently at him when those green eyes that were glistening with vulnerability looked at him. "I am not going to bother asking if you trust me; but I am earning it slowly. I promise you that I will not do anything tonight without your permission first. I know I said we were just going to talk, but I will let you know exactly everything I am going to do before I do it. If you don't want me to do it, then I want you to tell me and I will stop immediately. I promise I will not get upset. Understand?" Dean nodded and said quietly that he did. "Good boy. Now, I need to go grab a few things. While I am gone, I want you to undress and lay down on your stomach on the bed. I will be right back."

Castiel stood up and walked out. He headed toward the bathroom to gather the supplies he needed. He felt himself hurry, but took a deep breath and slowed down. He wanted to give Dean time to undress, but not so much time that he would lay there and worry. He decided to go to his office and print off the list of items he wanted Dean to go over. Once that was complete, he went back to his room and was greeted by a glorious sight.

Dean was naked and laying across the bed. Castiel could see the tension in Dean's shoulders, in his whole body really, but he hoped that his plan would work that tension out. He was glad that the blanket on his bed was old and needed to be replaced.

"Dean? I am going to give you a massage. Do you like massages?"

"I don't know, Sir. I've never had one before."

Castiel was a little startled by that, but decided that maybe it wasn't all that unusual. "Well, Dean. I believe you will really enjoy this...and if you do, there will be many more in your future. Now, I am going to start by lightly touching you and then gradually increase pressure as I massage you. At any point you want me to stop, you just let me know. OK?" Castiel kneeled on the bed beside Dean. and opened the lavender scented massage oil and warmed a generous amount in his hands before he began to lightly spread the oil over Dean's back. He kept his touch light for now.

He marveled over all the freckles on Dean's shoulders. Dean's skin was soft and warm, and Castiel ran his hands over Dean's back making sure to touch every part. He ran his hands up his right side and over his right shoulder before performing the same light touches to his right arm. Once he had touched every part of Dean's right arm, he went back over his back before moving over to Dean's left side. He had to straddle Dean's thighs, but the sub seemed so relaxed now that he didn't even seem to notice that Castiel was on him. Dean whimpered for time to time and that in combination with the massage and Dean being naked had Castiel hard. If Dean noticed Castiel's hardness on his backside, he didn't say anything.

Castiel slid down Dean's legs as he allowed his hands to lightly glide over Dean's perfectly shaped ass. He spread Dean's cheeks apart and had a perfect view of his little pink hole before he allowed his hands to travel on to Dean's thighs. Dean had beautiful legs. They were bowed and Castiel couldn't wait to know how they would feel wrapped around him as he slipped in and out of Dean's tight heat.

Castiel decided this was torture for him. He was torturing himself, but he would continue to do this as long as Dean needed. He was determined to win Dean's trust, and rushing the sub into a sexual relationship before he was ready definitely would not help. Well, giving a naked sub a massage could be seen as foreplay but that was just it. Earning Dean's trust was going to be like one long torturous session of foreplay that Castiel was sure was going to end in fireworks. The best kind of fireworks.

Castiel continued down to Dean's feet. He smiled as he realized his sub was ticklish on his feet. He was such as sweet boy and Castiel couldn't believe he was his. He gently moved off of Dean and guided the sub onto his back. Dean turned over without any hesitation and Castiel took that as a good sign. This time he started at his feet and moved up purposely avoiding Dean's obvious erection. He looked so achingly hard but Castiel was going to attend to that last.

Castiel lightly rubbed over Dean's arms and gently massaged his stomach. When he got to Dean's chest, he lightly thumbed over his nipples and was rewarded with a slight whimper from Dean. "Do you like it when I touch you there?"

Dean nodded. "Yes, Sir."

Castiel kept lightly rubbing over his nipples and watching as Dean began to squirm beneath him trying to get friction for his aching cock. Castiel was straddling Dean's thighs and the sight of Dean beneath him trying to lay still but struggling for release was breathtaking. "Dean?" When Dean looked at him with such longing, Castiel felt his own dick jump, but this was for Dean. "May I touch you? I want to see you and watch you as you come."

Dean nodded. "Oh, god...please...Yes, Sir. Please."

"Dean, I am going to touch you now. Don't hold back those pretty noises. I want to hear you." Castiel moved to rest between Dean's legs. Dean gasped loudly when he lightly grabbed his cock. Castiel set a pretty slow pace and watched as Dean struggled with being still when he clearly wanted to fuck up into Castiel's fist. He increased the speed of his hand and Dean was moaning and whimpering desperately now. "Please...I need...please. Let me come, Sir. Please."

"Dean, you are so beautiful like this." Dean let out a long keening sound, and Castiel stopped. Castiel used both hands to create a tight vice around Dean's cock. Dean's eyes were screwed tightly shut. "Dean, use my hands and get yourself off. I want to watch you." Dean began to move slowly at first, like he was testing it out. Gradually his hips began to piston faster and faster as he chased the orgasm that was building inside him. Castiel watched as Dean's balls drew up tight. "Come for me, Dean. Let go, and come."

Dean fucked up into Castiel's hands before shuddering through his release. Once he was done, Dean relaxed back against his pillow breathing heavily.

Castiel moved away to grab something to clean Dean up with before cuddling with him in the bed for the night. He was still so hard he could pound nails, but his release could wait. He felt Dean grab his wrist as he began to move away. "I will be right back..."

"I...I know. I just...thought." Dean shook his head like he was clearing his head. "I just thought I could. Should. You know. Return the favor. I...want to return the favor. If you want..."

Castiel stared down at Dean in shock for a moment before he nodded. "Lay back, Dean." Castiel removed his clothing, and straddled Dean again except this time his hardness was next to Dean's soft and spent cock. Dean hesitantly touched Castiel, and he had to think about his bees for a moment to keep from exploding at the contact. Dean began pumping his fist up and down Castiel's shaft. Castiel moved his hand to join Dean's as he showed him the pace and pressure that he liked. Castiel would have liked to have lasted longer, and after only a short time his release exploded onto Dean's stomach and chest as he marked his sub with his come.

Castiel grabbed his shirt and wiped them off rather messily before laying down wrapping Dean up in his arms. He kissed Dean on the crown of his head, and listened for his sub's even breathing signaling his slumber before drifting off happily asleep as well.